Shit! I'm Pregnant, But Didn't Know Who The Father was
For the sake of the sustainability of the pack as well as the company, my father matched me with an alpha descendant in one of the strongest packs, Damien Shaw. He is handsome, dashing, with a myriad of charms. Unfortunately, he was an asshole.
Catching him cheating on me so many times, I complained to Dad about all his actions, but he still didn't believe me, and the marriage would still take place, even in a matter of months.
I still didn't agree, so my father challenged me: if I could find a man who was much better than him, he would annul my marriage with him.
In a matter of days, in fact, I had already got a lot of candidates. However, Dad broke his promise. Until one day, the doctor said that I was pregnant.
The thing is, I don't know whose baby it is because I have unknowingly slept with four men at once.
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"I like a girl who is broken-hearted, but I don't like a drunk girl," he said when we arrived at a hotel room I had booked.
Ravencourt will be a place of memory of how much crazier I can be than Damien, that sex-mad loser. Unfortunately, the man I took with me was apparently shy.
"Well, I like shy guys," I said as I traced my forehead on his chest. "How about... a little challenge?"
"What challenge?" he asked.
I opened the door, showing him three men already waiting inside. He seemed to raise one eyebrow, then turned to me with a smirk.
"I like foursomes, but I'm straight."
"Don't worry, they are also straight. What do you say?"
And there was an enjoyable night of curse, until two months later the doctor said that a little creature had grown in my womb.
"I won't let you marry just any man, Lavenia! Except the man who is the father of your pup."
Shit! I don't even know who this baby's father is.